Chapter 13: It takes evil to deal with evil (Page 2/2)

Faced with these three strong men, the refugees did not dare to entangle with them. Although they were very reluctant, they quickly packed up their things and left the farmhouse.

Only the three smug men were left standing at the door of the farmhouse, talking and laughing loudly.

After seeing this scene, Frank's mood suddenly became a little complicated.

Sure enough, no matter when, even when fleeing, such insidious villains are always indispensable.

They dare not deal with the enemies who really took away their homes, but when dealing with those weaker than them, they are ruthless, even happy, and easy to deal with.

Frank patted Ciri's head, then took her to the group of refugees who were driven out, and said to the middle-aged man who was leading the group with a somewhat frustrated expression:

"Hey, man."

"Do you need me to help you get your house back?"

"But let me make it clear in advance that my help is not without cost, you have to give me a room."

The middle-aged man with a somewhat frustrated expression looked like an honest farmer or craftsman, with the elderly and children at home.

After hearing Frank's question, he was stunned at first, then carefully looked at the demon hunter in front of him, and seemed a little surprised by Frank's rather young age and confident attitude.

Until the old man behind him patted his shoulder and shook his head at him, the man immediately said in a somewhat flattering tone:

"No, no, sir, we can just go to the village to set up the tent."

"Those three guys are famous gangsters in our town. They are brothers. They used to be in jail together. They are insidious and cunning. They do things without any bottom line and are not easy to mess with." "

Anyway, we are leaving this village tomorrow. There is no need to conflict with them over a house."

Frank heard this with no expression on his face. Then he glanced at his family behind him and found that most of them shared the same opinion. Although the children were still crying, it seemed that they did not have the courage to confront the three gangsters.

He sighed in his heart, and then silently made way. After the family left, Frank shrugged at Ciri beside him and said:

"See, little girl, I gave them a chance, but they didn't dare to fight."

"Then now, the house has become ownerless. Whoever has the bigger fist will own it."

Little Ciri didn't have too many thoughts. She held Frank's hand and whispered:

"Frank, I want to take a shower. I'm sticky."

Frank tilted his head to look at Ciri's thin figure, nodded, and then took her to the farmhouse.

The three brothers standing at the door seemed to have noticed Frank a long time ago. When Frank approached their farmhouse, a man with a big beard and a fierce look shouted first:

"Hey! Boy, what do you want to do?"

"Want to meddle in other people's business?"

And his two brothers also made threatening expressions and walked to both sides of Frank in a surrounding posture, as if they wanted to attack him from multiple directions.

Facing such a gangster, Frank didn't want to say anything more. He glanced at the three brothers around him with contempt, and then said in a flat tone:

"I only give you one chance. I want this house. Get out of this house immediately."

"Otherwise, I will beat the shit out of you."